Akem
The bed was soft and warm. The left side of his body sinking into the soft mattress while the right side was covered by the loose cover made of a soft and cuddly fabric. Here was Akem. In another house, in another bed, taken in by another random stranger he meant on the street. Akem may be the demon of the sin of sloth, but he has standards to where he chooses to sleep.
This random stranger just so happened to be a stoner. That's right, a stoner. A female stoner. Akem woke up to the smell of weed. He lazily pulled the cover down, looking around. He was in an apartment. It was rather small, which didn't surprise him. There was a big California King bed up against the wall. At the foot of the bed was a small couch right in front of a little box TV on a little table. To the right of the bed was a side table then the wall with the window. The rest of the floor on that side of the room was filled with bean-bag chairs. To the left of the bed was another bed side table, right next to that was a door to the bathroom that only had a shower, sink, and toilet. Then, about a foot or two away, was the end wall of the apartment that had the door to the hallway of the building. On the left side of the door - from the POV that you are coming into the apartment - was a small kitchen with a sink, a counter, and a microwave oven.
Yeah, the apartment was small, but the bed was amazing. Slowly sitting yup, Akem looked around before seeing the stoner with a joint between her index and middle fingers, her eyes closed as she slowly swayed to the sound of some music playing inside her head. She was in the zone. High as a flying pig in the sky. And Akem just looked at this as participating in sin. And he loved it.
He almost sat up straight, but being him he didn't. His shoulders dropped forward slightly, his back arching into a slouch, and his neck angled inwardly. His head tilted to the left, his hair looking like he just woke up, and he looked at her, just staring for a moment until she noticed him. "Yooo, duuuuude. How's it..." She pauses and takes a puff of her joint. "Haaaaannnggin'" She let's the smoke out as she says the word, the smoke coming toward Akem in a long stream. He just lazily and - obviously - unamused swatts it away with his hand, leaning over on the other arm that still lays palm flat on the bed.
"You're high." He says bluntly, easing his way off the bed. He doesn't stretch, rather embracing his tiredness, as he stands. He then gives the stoner a lazy and almost evil smirk. "I like that." Right now, Akem is dressed in a loose fitting thin long sleeve shirt, baggy grey sweat pants, and thick fuzzy grey with purple polka-dot socks. And frankly, he has no plan on changing.
He walks up to the stoner. She offers him the joint. He bends at his waist, his neck still bent as his head swings over like it has it's own gravity. He grabs the joint between his index finger and his thumb then puts it to his lips, inhaling the toxic smoke into his lunges until it starts to burn. He them stands straight up, bending back slightly, and his head swinging up as he lets the smoke blow out, the streams coming out like the flames of a fire.
After all that was done, Akem left the stoner to her joint and walked out of the building. He was still wearing just a loose long sleeve shirt, baggy grey sweat pants, and thick fuzzy grey with purple polka-dots socks. He just now had on a thick army-green jacket over the shirt. He felt good. He honestly didn't even understand why he didn't just stay with Hippy-J, as he decided to call her, and sleep. But he left. As he walked lazily down the side walk, looking as tired as can be, he passed by a sight of something he didn't understand. But walked passed like he saw nothing before realizing it was an odd sight. He took a few steps backwards to see if he could see it again. He was right. A small girl and a giant chicken. He grinned at the sight and let out a chuckle. It was that funny. Akem thought he might as well play along. "Hey, girl playing with the chicken! You need help?" He said, his voice sounding tired and his eyes looking tired, but a large grin across his face.